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in the promise
(One! Two! Three! Four!)
Taboo hunter, kiln the clay or you won't feel your feet up
Forgot a piece that left you standing at an angles

smaller
Fill in the gaps
And the rest will follow you
Peace and Solitude is really all on you
Be sure to learn this or the world will swallow you
Thinking

And under the moon.

Are you unknown? 
Of unknown origin?
Are you unknown? 
Are you of unknown kin? 

ii. Behold the Flood
Are you the highest power
Cast down

love it give it to me by the bundle
We come from the abundance that's the reason I compose this art
Without a fear that there will be no more to come

Billy the Mountain

Frank Zappa

The Supplement Tape

1990

One, two, three...

BILLY the Mountain
BILLY the Mountain
A regular picturesque
Postcardy mountain
Residing between lovely
Rosamond and Gorman

I been affected by all of the fakes
I been affected by all of the real
Yeah
I been affected by all of the fakes
And all the real shit around me
I

Fart 1, Fart 2, Fart 3
They're long streams of pure poetry, formed by as many searchable keywords as possible
This is where the work transcends
Every

sonnet
Lost in translation like the smaller the peak
I remember feeding ducks and playing with bees like
I remember mother's hugs and swinging off

Billy the Mountain

Frank Zappa

Just Another Band from L.A.

1972

was his jaw), it dropped thirty feet! 
Ooh, a bunch of dust puffed out! rocks and boulders hacked up, 
(hack! hack! hack! hack hack! hack! hack!)

Everything I needed/

Was on this path I swear I never cheated/

Pushing for a reason/

So many times i fell but i got back on my feet/

So that's why I'm

to get away from this place.
I know that I am better than this.
I know that I am better than this.

3. The Conformist

You fucking liar.
If you're not now,

my footing
But I know life got better (Yeah!)
When my doubts got smaller (Yeah!)
Fill in the gaps 
And the rest will follow you
Peace and solitude is

Bezerk

Hit Boy

Bezerk

she be like "5-4-3"

Now drop down, you a freak (Milly rock)
Bend it over, touch your feet (yeah)
Shake that booty, I know it's little but unique

should not be scared of where we put our feet
Just imagine how mama's life was hanging by a thread 
No words could've been said to her baby boy in the shed

South Central Madness

South Central Cartel

South Central Madness [Warlock]

1992

Yo, this Havoc the Mouthpiece from the S.C.C.
I only got three words to say:
South Central Madness

Hoo-ridin in the Central, yeah, the gangsters

Easy come and go, she's a bomb thrower reasons unknown
And she lands on her feet again
There's a march out on the crawl, tidal marks of rule on the wall

We were four Teens, that agreed were the same
Yas, Boris, Bettina, and our Joe to name
If it wasn't for you three would've truly went insane

not loafers
Got on yeezy boost they not
What you know about 20 man deep in the flats
20 1.4s 20 ds out the packs
I came out of Camden I reason with cats

Crimson

Edge of Sanity

Crimson

1996

young... 
Another frozen future has passed. 
Another breed, another cast. 
The rivers will run, brought to life by the sun, the circle is 
still

to move around and
They're shipped to the slaughterhouse in sweltering heat
To have their throats slit while hanging upside down by their feet
Often being

the heavens Once more
The three men went mad, Uttering a warning of an Impending apocalypse...

But then, for some reason, the Legend stops mid-sentence with

to plate just wait 
ain’t nobody gon’ hold your weight, your weight
the smaller things in life mean a lot
but we just doubt it 
fully surrounded
by all

It's a beautiful night and I'm just walkin' down the street
Not payin' no mind to nothing just starin' at my feet
Tonight's been slow so Imma spice

body felt broken my knees collapsed in that room
I woke up early at six
Hopped in my old Ford, escape
And left that campus destroyed
By 46 and 3rd Street